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Lucille finished up in the bathroom before exiting. She wore a short white mini skirt along with a light blue crop top. She sat down on the edge of his bed and put her earrings in. |
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leim bit his lip "god you look so good " |
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Lucille smiled at him, "Thank you" she said, standing up and giving him a little twirl. |
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he pulled her down to him" do we have to go why cant we just stay here all day" |
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Lucille grinned, wrapping her arms and legs around him. "I know, I want to stay too. But the school will call my parents if I'm not there," she explained. "We can spend a couple of classes and lunch in the empty classroom, and I can sleepover tonight too," she suggested. |
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"but you look so good in these clothes and I don't want another guys to see you in them" |
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Lucille giggled. "Well, this is all I have," she said. "You could give me your hoodie though..." she suggested with a smirk. |
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he grabbed one from the end of his bed the one he had been wearing for a little bit and gave it to her |
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Lucille grinned and pulled his hoodie over her head. It was massive on her petite body, but it was very cozy, and it smelled just like him. "Better?" |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
